The best thing about Juan Uribe, apart from his defense and power and his insatiable hunger for catching pop-ups, was undoubtedly the fact that before every single game he would go to Ed Farmer and predict that he would hit a home run in that game.

Last season I happend to be in Arizona for a Dodgers/Dbacks game, and Uribe was in the lineup for Los Angeles. I loudly cheered for him every time he came up, yelling "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURIBE", "UUUUUUUUUUUURIBITO", and even "Orgullo Bani!", and he went 0-4 before finally reaching base on an error, at which point I just lost it with joy.

Everyone was looking at me like I was legitimately insane, but if you were a middling player on that 2005 team, I will love you and treat you like royalty for the rest of your life.

Lol, exactly. He will always be one of my favorite White Sox players ever.